Only when they sat back on the driverless bus did Ning Qiushui and Liu Chengfeng truly breathe a sigh of relief.
"We… We survived?"
The bearded Liu Chengfeng gasped, looking through the car window at the distant place where the tall and skinny female ghost had entered the villa, only then did he realize that his legs were as soft as mud.
"That's right."
Ning Qiushui replied.
After that, both of them fell silent.
Five days had passed, on this bus there were originally 7 people, now there were only 2 people left.
Liu Chengfeng felt a nameless sadness in his heart.
He didn't have much affection for other people, but seeing them die so tragically in front of him, it was hard to avoid feeling sad.
Because, he had also been close to death like that.
If it weren't for Ning Qiushui, his fate would be no different from the others.
Not long after the two of them got on the bus, the bus door closed and the bus slowly started moving.
Very quickly, they passed through the rain curtain and entered the fog.
The two of them fell asleep in the bus.
When they woke up again, it was already early morning the next day.
Ning Qiushui stretched and looked out the car window.
They had arrived outside the small courtyard of the black villa.
"Hey, goatee, wake up."
Ning Qiushui shook Liu Chengfeng, who was startled and shouted loudly:
"Ghost! The ghost is here!"
"Run!"
Ning Qiushui silently looked at the panicking Liu Chengfeng, thinking to himself that this guy was really pitiful, not only was he being chased by a ghost during the mission of the blood sect, but he also had to "work overtime" in his dream.
After confirming that the person beside him was Ning Qiushui, Liu Chengfeng wiped the sweat from his face and gasped, saying:
"Xiao Ge, you scared me to death!"
Ning Qiushui pointed to the small black courtyard outside and said:
"Get out of the car, we're here."
The two of them got out of the car one after another and entered the black villa.
When they entered the main hall again, they saw that there was only one person there.
It was the young men with an exceptionally pretty appearance.
He looked like a doll, with fair skin and a small, slender figure. If he didn't open his mouth to speak, almost no one would think he was a boy.
"Why are you the only one?"
Liu Chengfeng frowned.
Seeing the two people returning from behind the blood gate, the attitude of this young man was much warmer than before.
"Uncle Yan had something to take care of and returned to the world first. Sister Xiaoxiao brought the new person through the blood gate. There is also someone cooking in the kitchen."
Ning Qiushui's eyes flashed.
"Can we return to the previous world?"
The young man gently poked the charcoal in the stove.
"Why not?"
"We can come by bus, naturally we can also return by bus."
"Sigh…"
After saying that, the young man sighed and stroked his long hair.
"I hate this process the most. Every time a new person comes, I have to explain so many things that my mouth goes dry… What's even more annoying is that sometimes I only tell them the rules today, and they're dead next week."
"But anyway, you guys have returned from the blood door alive. If you have any questions, ask them now."
The two looked at each other, thinking for a while, Qiushui asked:
"What is the matter of the blood gate and the mist?"
The young man said:
"It's a curse."
"We are all cursed people, the mist is a separate world, separate from the outside world, can only be entered by bus in the mist world."
"Our villa area is called Demonic House, just like our Demonic House, this mist world has many more, similarly, there are also many blood doors."
"We will have to enter the terrifying world behind the blood gate every once in a while, complete the mission on the blood door, try to survive at the same time, and collect the puzzle pieces."
"When we collect all 12 puzzle pieces, we can take the complete puzzle with us, get on the bus and go to the end of the fog world."
The young man said, pointing to a photo frame in the hall.
The two looked again, this photo frame was already half assembled.
On the picture, there was roughly a decomposing human head.
There was also a bloody hole on the forehead like an eye, it looked very ferocious!
"What's at the end of the fog world?"
Ninh Qiushui asked, the young man shrugged.
"I don't know about that either."
"We've never been there anyway."
"Also, don't blame us for being too cold before… After all, you all know that in this world, death is a common thing. If you have a close friend who dies after the blood door, you will definitely feel very heartbroken."
The teenager said this, his expression somewhat restrained.
"Was the previous Demonic House…"
Ning Qiushui seemed to understand something, but before he could finish asking, he saw the young man nod slightly.
"Just before you guys arrived, about half a month ago, Uncle Yan's best friend died behind the blood door."
"And sister Xiaoxiao's best friend, Shan Zhi… also committed suicide."
"So everyone's mood isn't very good."
The two of them recalled the heavy atmosphere in the hall when they first entered the Demonic House, and could immediately understand.
"Alright, it's almost dinner time, after you finish eating, if you don't want to stay here anymore, you can go to the bus stop outside the villa and wait."
"Wait until a week later, when it's your turn to enter the blood door to carry out the second mission, the bus will come to pick you up soon…"
At the dining table, the four people sitting across from each other said nothing, burying their heads in their food.
"To be honest, the food you guys cook isn't that good…"
Liu Chengfeng ate a few bites, and couldn't help but let out a sentence.
Meng Jun raised his head and looked at Liu Chengfeng coldly:
"If you don't like to eat, you can wash the dishes, or do it yourself."
Liu Chengfeng was originally a casual person, and his temper wasn't very good. He initially wanted to argue back, but when he faced Meng Jun, he cowered.
Meng Jun's gaze was truly terrifying.
In that moment, Liu Chengfeng even felt like there was a knife pressed against his neck!
He could almost be sure, this man named Meng Jun… had killed people before!
However, Liu Chengfeng was not one to give up, he stubbornly said:
"If you want to do it yourself, then do it yourself!"
"I'll say it here first, from today onwards, I, Liu Chengfeng, am the head chef here, from now on, as long as I'm still here, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen, whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you!"
He said in the toughest tone possible.
Ning Qiushui couldn't help but laugh.
During the meal, he learned that there were four old people in this Ghost House, Liang Yan was the head of the House, and was also the first person to enter the Ghost House.
The young man's name was Tian Xun, an orphan, living with his younger sister depending on each other.
Meng Jun was Liang Yan's best friend in the outside world, formerly a soldier, and had been to the battlefield at the border.
The beautiful girl Bai Xiaoxiao was very mysterious, no one knew anything about her identity, only that she was very powerful in the outside world.
Meanwhile, Ning Qiushui mentioned the story of the red-clothed female ghost in their first blood door, but Meng Jun and Tian Xun, after hearing it, remained silent.
"Hey… Why aren't you two saying anything?"
Seeing that both of them were deep in thought, Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but speak up.
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Jun carried his bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen.
"I'm full."
His voice was cold.
Both Ning Qiushui and Liu Chengfeng could clearly feel the change in Meng Jun's attitude.
This change was too sudden…
It was as if the warm spring had suddenly been covered by the cold winter.